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The military representative of the Northern Governor's Office stationed in Mexico City, intelligence chief, and also the head of the Department of Internal Affairs here.
"I understand," he said with a serious expression as he hung up the phone, stood up, and pressed the nearby internal phone, "First team, second team, third team, assemble downstairs!"
He picked up the hat on the table and walked out. By the time he went downstairs, there were already more than a hundred people standing.
"You take people to the residence, I'll take people to the city hall!" Carlos said to his deputy, "Arrest all the people on the list, no, shoot them!"
"Keeping them alive is just a waste of food!"
"Move Out!"
A group of people got into cars and split into two batches, racing towards various targets.
The sun hung high in the sky and, faintly, two characters could be seen on the white clouds: "Loyalty!"
17:21 in the afternoon.
It was almost time to get off work.
